The Unspoken Language
word count: 900+
warnings: angst if u squint
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Bokuto Kotarou and Akaashi Keiji have been teammates and best friends for years. They have always been in sync, both on and off the court. But little did they know that their unspoken language would lead them to a whole new level of understanding and intimacy.
It all started when they were on a training camp in a remote location. Their team had just finished a grueling practice session, and everyone was exhausted. Bokuto was lying on the grass, staring at the sky, and Akaashi was sitting next to him, observing him quietly.
"Hey, Akaashi," Bokuto said suddenly, breaking the silence.
"Yes, Bokuto-san?" Akaashi replied, turning his head to look at him.
"Do you ever feel like there's something missing in your life?" Bokuto asked, a hint of sadness in his voice.
Akaashi was taken aback by the sudden change in Bokuto's tone. He had never heard him sound so vulnerable before. He sat up and looked at Bokuto with concern.
"What do you mean, Bokuto-san?" Akaashi asked gently.
Bokuto sat up as well and looked at Akaashi with a pensive expression.
"I don't know... sometimes I just feel like I'm not good enough. Like I'm not living up to my full potential," Bokuto said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Akaashi could feel his heart ache at the sight of Bokuto's vulnerability. He had always admired Bokuto's boundless energy and enthusiasm, but he had never realized that he could also feel lost and insecure.
"Bokuto-san, you are one of the most talented and passionate players I know. You inspire me every day," Akaashi said, placing a hand on Bokuto's shoulder.
Bokuto looked at Akaashi and smiled weakly.
"Thanks, Akaashi. You always know the right thing to say," Bokuto said, his voice still tinged with sadness.
Akaashi knew that words alone couldn't soothe Bokuto's doubts and insecurities. He decided to do something that he had never done before - he leaned in and pressed his lips against Bokuto's.
Bokuto was taken aback by the sudden gesture, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he closed his eyes and let Akaashi's lips explore his own. It was a gentle and tentative kiss, but it was enough to convey everything that they had been feeling but couldn't put into words.
When they finally pulled away, they looked at each other with a mix of surprise and wonder.
"I... I didn't know you felt that way, Akaashi," Bokuto said, his eyes wide open.
Akaashi smiled softly.
"I didn't know either, Bokuto-san. But I know that I care about you deeply, and I want to be there for you," Akaashi said, his hand still resting on Bokuto's shoulder.
Bokuto looked at Akaashi with a newfound appreciation and affection. He realized that he had been blind to Akaashi's feelings all these years, too caught up in his own struggles and aspirations. But now, with this unspoken language between them, he felt a deeper connection and understanding with Akaashi than he had ever felt before.
From that day on, Bokuto and Akaashi's relationship took on a new dimension. They continued to be best friends and teammates, but now there was a subtle undercurrent of intimacy and affection between them. They didn't talk about what had happened between them, but they didn't need to - their unspoken language said it all.
During matches, Bokuto would catch Akaashi's eye and give him a small smile, and Akaashi would nod back, his eyes sparkling with pride and admiration. They would celebrate their victories together, their bodies pressed close, feeling the heat and energy of each other's presence.
Outside of volleyball, they would spend more time together, going on walks, watching movies, and just talking about anything and everything. Bokuto would sometimes touch Akaashi's hand or arm, and Akaashi would lean in a little closer, relishing the warmth and comfort of Bokuto's touch.
But their newfound intimacy also brought its own set of challenges. They had to keep their feelings a secret from their teammates and friends, afraid of how they would be perceived and judged. They had to navigate the complicated dynamics of their relationship, unsure of where the boundaries lay and what they could and couldn't do.
Despite these challenges, Bokuto and Akaashi persevered, their unspoken language guiding them through the ups and downs of their journey. They knew that they had something special and rare, and they were willing to fight for it, no matter what.
One day, after a particularly intense match, Bokuto and Akaashi found themselves alone in the locker room. Bokuto was taking off his sweaty jersey, and Akaashi was packing up his bag. They were both tired and sore, but they couldn't help but feel a sense of euphoria and exhilaration after their victory.
Bokuto turned to Akaashi and grinned.
"We did it, Akaashi! We won!"
Akaashi smiled back, his eyes shining with pride.
"Yes, Bokuto-san. We make a great team."
Bokuto walked over to Akaashi and put his hand on his cheek, stroking it gently.
"A great team, and a great couple," Bokuto said, his voice soft and tender.
Akaashi's eyes widened in surprise and delight.
"Bokuto-san..." Akaashi whispered.
Bokuto leaned in and kissed Akaashi, this time with more passion and urgency than before. Akaashi responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to tangle in Bokuto's hair.
As they kissed, they knew that their unspoken language had finally found its voice, and that they were destined to be together, on and off the court, forever.
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Hi!! i had chat gpt write this and i couldn’t not share it so here y’all go lmao!